Strings [h.s]

Chapter 1: harry styles

I slid my hand around his neck pulling his fragile delicate body closer to mine, making are lips almost locked together. Our eyes attach and I look into his ocean blue eyes with lust.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to do this Harry's Styles." I whisper with our faces inches apart.

"Oh shut up and kiss me." He smiles colliding our lips together. He stills smiles in the kiss and we both wander one another mouths with our tongues as they dance together. His hands fall behind me grasping my butt smacking it softly leaving me to a small jump and smile in the kiss.

"I love you so fucking much." I breath pulling apart the kiss and I bring it back in.

We continue it for the next minute until we both run out a energy to carry on.

I lean my body against the wall smirking at his heated body.

Now we're both in control of our strings.

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I heard the faint calls of my mom, telling me to come down. I stretch my body out of my bed, closing my laptop and walking out my room.

I stand at the top my our staircase. "Yes mom?" I asked, still being lazy to walk down to her.

"Get over here Louis Tomlinson." She laughed. Her voice came from the kitchen, so I rolled my eyes and jogged down the carpeted stairs.

I force myself to approach her, she taps her foot gentry on the tiled floor nodding her head twords the island gesturing my to turn in that direction.

I pout up my bottom lip and slowly turn my body to see empty containers of food. Lots of them. "That!" I start.

"Was not, me!" I raise my hands in defence.

"I clearly know that lou.." She jokes, rolling her eyes. "Since you are the only one who officially owns a licence.. As the child!" She claps in excitement. "You can go buy groceries." Her smile grows.

"You make me do everything around here." I said. My mom tosses the keys to me, I catch them mid air and she smiles warmly at me.

"Thank you hun!" She waves as I leave the house, getting into our black SUV and driving to the local market.

Just about as a finish up, my phones goes off, indicating I had received a message.

[From: Mum]

: Could u also pick up come cake batter, it's Lottie's birthday next week!

[to: Mum]

: most defiantly can do that.

Just as I hit send, I object collides into my cart hip checking my into a stand of cookies. Shit! As they all come crumbling down, I get ready to yell at the jack ass who had pushed my cart.

I turn around to see a shocked and startled young curly haired boy freaking out.

"God dammit! No no no, I'm so sorry.. I'm sorry oh my lord!" He says loudly to him self. His cheeks turn red of embarrassment as crowds of disrespectful people stare us down.

I some how lost my motion to flip on the boy. "No no! This is my fault. I was taking up the isle.." I stall. "It's no big deal! Don't worry!" I shake it off, trying to calm down the lad.

He stopped blaming himself, but he continues to shake and freak out. "We need to put those boxes up!" She stutters pointing a sharp finger to the fallen down cookies.

"Good point." I agreed.

We both walked over the them stalking then high.

"Seriously? No service to people who actually work here? Hello?! Help?" I yell in annoyance.

I herd the young boy giggle at me from the other side.

I look up seeing him stare at me, but quickly snapping his head back down the pick up the boxes.

"I'm Harry.." He starts.

"Louis!" I smile. "Way to introduce yourself. Throwing yourself at me." I joke.

"What! N-no, I tripping and ran your cart over.. OH MY about that, I'm so very sorry, gosh.." He keeps rambling on but I butt in.

"It was a joke curly, don't worry."

"Curly?" He gave me a very confused look.

"You got curly hair. So your name is now curly. Deal with it." I shrugged laughing.

I could see a grin appear on his face as he still continues to pick up cookies. He doesn't reply.

"So for your age; like me I guess." I start. "What are ya doing at the market?"

"Well this is where you get food smartass." He smiles. "And my mom made me go get some food, seeing as she is a very lazy person." He shrugged his shoulder, pulling himself up.

"Aye! Me too. My mom needed me to get some extra food, having a billion younger sisters it's hard to save food around our house." We both laugh.

"Well Louis. It was nice meeting you, I guess. I don't know if I'll see you around at all." He said.

"You live here?" I asked.

He nodding his head, meaning yes.

I smile. "What high school you go to?"

"Just got transferred to Redwood, I used to live in Newyork with my dad, with his business trips. But my mom offered me a better school and a living style.. I guess so I moved over with my mom."

"Sweet, I'll see you there next week!" I waved him off, grabbing my cake batter and heading out, back home.